All Chapters of Lost And Found By The Billionaire: Chapter 301 - Chapter 310

I halted in my step, turning around to look at him. “Ryan,” I said sternly. “That’s not nice. Apologise.” “Sorryyyyy.” He stretched it out like a song. Emmy then tugged at Enzo’s forearms. As he lowered them for her, she grabbed a candy from the pile of holding and flung it onto the side of the road, right toward the garbage. “There you go. Go grab your candy now.” She said. “No!!!” Ryan screamed, running to me. “Aunt Cassie, Emmy threw my candy away!” “You are so mean to me, Ryan. I’m never going to play with you again.” “Aunt Cassie! My candy!” “Sh, Ryan. I have another one. Now, calm down.” I said, rolling my eyes.That shut him up at once, and from then on, he grabbed my hand and continued to walk with me. I remained acutely aware of Enzo’s presence behind me, sensing his eyes on me as we walked. Emmy on the other hand remained completely unaware of the tension between us and refused to keep calm. She kept asking him silling questions and Enzo replied to each and every one

Reeling a deep breath in, I raised my hands to finally knock on the door. Silence. There was absolutely no response from his end.I inwardly groaned. I hated doing this. I pushed him away, and now I was coming back to him. This could not have gotten worse. Swallowing my pride, I knocked on his door once again. No, I banged on his door this time. It was urgent, and he better opened the door. I didn’t even have his number to call him. I waited for about a minute before a tight knot formed within my stomach. The dreadful realization of being helpless all over again in an unknown city filled me. Emmy was hurt, but Enzo did get her fixed up. Maybe I should not have blamed him like that. He deserved my attitude but using such a situation to punish him was perhaps a bit too much. And now, I was paying the price for it. I was all alone and in no position to help my daughter. What do I do? Dejected, I turned around to head back home. When I was on the last step, I heard the door unlock.

I stilled, my heart almost skipping a beat. “What?” “Don’t tell me you didn’t know it.” “Liza, I have no idea what you’re talking about.” “Are you being serious with me right now?” She said, “The very reason I broke up with him was because of you, Cassie. Ray wanted you. His eyes were set on you. I never stood a chance.” “Wait,” I said, “You’re saying… Ray liked me even when Enzo was around? Even when he was with you?” “Yes.” She said, “I realized much later that the only reason he was ever with me was because he wanted a rebound. He needed to get over you, because well, Enzo was his friend and he would kill him if Ray as much as looked at you the wrong way. But when Enzo went into a coma, Ray had nothing stopping him. He finally found his chance, and he made a move. And Enzo, he walked in at the worst possible time.” My mind went haywire. I had lived through all these moments, but I never once suspected anything of this sort. It was astonishing to know that so much was happenin

Enzo’s eyes widened as he caught onto his mistake. Giving me an apologetic look, he opened his mouth to salvage the situation, but I beat him to it. “Not me, Ryan.” I said, “Enzo’s talking about his honeymoon with his wife.” Ryan looked toward him. “You’re married, Enzo?” He gave me a look, “Yes, I am.” “Why is your wife not here?” “She’s kinda mad at me, buddy.”“But why?” “I left her alone when she needed me.” “Why did you leave?” “Ryan.” I interjected, “That’s enough.”Pouting, he turned around. Giving Enzo a glance, I said, “You don’t have to entertain him.” He shrugged, “The least I could do.” The wheel slowly started moving now, with Emmy climbing on top. Paranoia gripped me as usual, and I couldn’t help the trepidations in my heart. Watching endless hours of final destination clearly messed with my head. I needed to be distracted. Looking around, I found Enzo looking into his phone, not terrified at all.I cleared my throat, “What did you do all these days?” He lo

As soon as my lips touched hers, I remembered how much I needed her. I couldn’t believe that I actually thought I could live without this. Kissing her came as natural to me as existing. It was as essential to me as breathing in air. So when I kissed her, finally after all those years of deprivation, I couldn’t let her go. I needed more. I wanted more. I let my fingers slip past her cheek, and engulf her hair instead. Using the grip, I pulled her head toward mine to deepen the kiss. I urged her to open her mouth so I could get a taste of her, and to my surprise, she complied. She didn’t resist, she didn’t push me away. She let me kiss her. And she kissed me back. Like myself, it seemed that she had been waiting for this moment too. In that moment, every moment we spent apart, every tear we shed for each other, every pain we endured alone, all dissolved into the air. It was just us now, without the baggage, without the weight of our past. We were together again, and that was wha